Daylight savings time ends so the sun is up when Robin, Bianca and I walk to school. Spring is close and as soon as the afternoon highs reach into the 50s we wear shorts to school and tank tops that reveal pale skin hidden all winter long behind knit sweaters and jeans.
The Friday of the spring dance Kim and Jamie come over to get ready. We watch one another closely and check out what we've chosen to wear: surf company t-shirts, shorts and sandals. We thread together leis from the crabapple tree blossoms in the front yard. We brush our hair, curl, and spray. We apply deodorant, lotion and perfume and by the time we're ready to go we are three variations on the same look and smell: shoulder length hair, curled and sprayed, pink lip gloss, shorts, t-shirts, sandals and flower leis = perfect for Spring Dance.
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"Cool sunglasses," I say as I pull them from his face. "Oooh. Varnets. Can I borrow?"
"Uh," before he can answer I walk off with his glasses and I wear them for the rest of the night.
It's almost 9:00 and the dance is almost over. U2's "With or Without You" comes on and Shawn comes up to me.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
He looks uncomfortable and won't look me in the eye.
"Uh, hey Nori," he says, turning to look over his shoulder.
I can't believe he's right there, standing right there in front of me. He reaches out a hand and I smile and look down at my feet."Can I get my sunglasses back?"